|Goldie and Pretty on my lap.|
|Goldie with two chicks, spring 2012|
This year, she has gone broody several times but I have ignored her. After all, there are six little month-old chicks running around here, and I kept thinking she would get over it. Today I petted her and told her that there would be no chicks this year. She flared out her neck feathers (again!) and told me what she thought of that. Then I realized that if I put eggs under her today, they would hatch on my birthday, July 29th.
I chose four white eggs - only white eggs have a chance of being Campine - plus one blue egg. I carefully dated them and marked them so that any new eggs would be easily recognizable and could be removed from the nest. (The other hens will happily lay eggs in the nest when the broody hen leaves for a bathroom break or to get some food and water, so marking is important.)
|Marked with hatch date - my birthday!|
|Goldie watching what is happening|
When I took the eggs out to the Moop, Goldie was at the feed trough. Then she hopped up on the roost and watched while I laid the five eggs in her nest. It took her about a nano-second to figure out what was going on. She hopped in, then took her beak and made sure the five eggs were safely under her fat feathered body.
|Eggs are in the nest.|
|Look at those ruffled neck feathers!|
|She's with the eggs.|
|Using her beak to push eggs under her belly|
|Ah! All is well. "I'm making babies!"|